Saturday, May 12, 2007

I Found Something!!!!

Sorry I haven't upload for sometime. I've been studying for my Common Test. OK. I found something the other day. It was a play I wrote for my class at the end of the year but they never used it. However, they did not make it to perform again during 'Graduatation Night'. Haha, retribution comes. Muhahaha. Ok ok, I'm just kidding. Now let me show it to you. Mind You, It's a little stupid.

Act 1: Classroom Scene
Narrator: Class Primary six. Sitting for PSLE this year. Students, most of them however, not worried or interested.
Bell: Ringgggggggggggggggggg
Teacher: Ok, class recess is over. I have your results for the test you sat for a week ago. Class average, 25. Of a class of 4 pupils, 3 scored 0. If you do simple calculations, which I think most of you will not, 1 person scored 100.
Boy 1: Wahh, so smart, Einstein Kristinsson’s (kris-tin-sonn-s) baby!
Teacher: no, it’s Albert Einstein and no, Jimmy’s last name is not Kristinsson, neither is it neutron so don’t bother asking.
Jimmy: I’m also not a baby, and if you’re asking, you are!
(Teacher gives out the paper)
Boy 1: Really, huh, ow paper cut!!!
Jimmy: Told you so
Boy 2: Wahh, both smart and psychic, oh could you teleport like in the movies?
Teacher: ok, ok, Jimmy, could you please pass me a plaster?
(Jimmy gets the plaster and gives it to teacher)
(Teacher put it on the boy)
Teacher: ok Jimmy, you don’t have to stay back on Friday
Jimmy: Sweet!
Teacher: as for the rest of you, retest on Friday, study hard and George stop bribing me please. If you keep giving me $100 per test, by the end of the year, I would have saved up for 3 limos, 5 bungalows and I would be able to have a money bath every hour.
George (Boy 3): is that expensive?
(Teacher looks irritated)
Jimmy: (facing the teacher) I’ll answer this question for you. (Facing George) to us yes, to you or maybe Bill gates and the president of U.S.A. no
Bell: Ringgggggggggggggggggg
Teacher: ok class dismissed!
Class: yeah!
(Running out of the class)
Narrator: Jimmy, as you can see, is your average brain-ne-act (brain-y-act), but things do not usually appear, as it seems. Soon enough, you’ll realize Jimmy isn’t that happy.
(Two weeks later)
Act 2: Classroom scene
Teacher: ok class results for yesterday’s test average; I’m disappointed to say, 11. But I’m happy to say, boy 1 scored 15, boy 2 scored 14, boy 3 scored 13 and jimmy, I’m disappointed with yours, 2.
Class: huh?
Teacher: you couldn’t even get 1=0+1 correct.
Boy 2: then where did his 2 marks come from?
Teacher: oh, the school had a new policy, write your name, date and index number and 2 marks are free for you. Anyway, to help you out for your retest this afternoon, I will be watching you, if you have any questions feel free to ask me. To keep your mind off the failure, I baked you some cookies.
Boy 1: hey, why didn’t you bake me cookies when I had 2.
Boy 2: yeah me too
Boy 3: yeah me three
Teacher: there is not enough cookie dough in the world
Jimmy: I think I need to see the school counselor
Teacher: ok, what can I do for you, Jimmy?
Jimmy: you’re not the school counselor
Teacher: well, I got a promotion for improving the overall class grades, and I am now a school counselor as well. So, what can I do for you?
Jimmy, I’ve been feeling over-pressurized lately. I feel over-pressurized over-burdened, over-stressed, over…
Teacher: ok, I think I get the picture.
Jimmy: any remedies?
Teacher: To get your grades up, yes. to get your spirits up, no. However, I think I know some people who have remedies for that.
Jimmy: who? Is it people I know?
Teacher: Oh, you know them all right. In fact, they’re in this room
Jimmy: please not your talking pens. You gave them to me when I had the flu and you it would cure me but instead, it gave me a headache.
Teacher: this time I’m meant your classmates
Jimmy: classmate! My classmates! They can’t even do 1 times table!
Teacher: actually they scored full marks in that section. Seriously my point is be a kid, have some fun. But not too much fun. Think about it this way, all work and no play make Jimmy a dull boy.
Jimmy: Jack! Make Jack a dull boy, my name is Jimmy, you can’t change proverbs, but I get your point.
Narrator: and so Jimmy played with his classmates and had fun. Eventually his grades when up and they live happily ever after, too bad this isn’t a fairy tale.
Boy 1: Moral 1 all work and no play make anyone a dull person
Boy 2: Moral 2 Pressure can really be annoying
Jimmy: Moral 3 classmates and teachers are always with no matter what

P.S If you recognise this from Thunderthighs.blogspot.com, it is actually MINE. That was a blog my sisters own. I promise you what I said is true.

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